October 5, 2007

oh the joy

I don't write much about work. I work in child care and my work can be quit... em... interesting.

The other day I let one of 'my' girls run around in just her nappy for a minute so I could attend to one of the babies. The girl had her nappy full of poo, nice runny poo... and she decided to get ride of the nappy all by herself. It is oki to leave it on the floor, right??

But I guess you really did not want to know about that part of my job.

October 4, 2007

love thursday

The picture is from a tv ad here in Australia. The ad shows a fairy tale prince and princess but instead of living happily ever after they part ways after one date. The ad end with these birds singing 'forever is overrated'.

I have had this line stuck in my head the last days; 'forever is overrated' and I think, no scratch that, I know that this is not right. Forever is not overrated, forever sounds just about the right amount of time.

When doing my daily ' avoid doing as many chores as possible' routine I came across this blog. And reading that made me feel so lucky. Yes, I have suffer a terrible loss in my life, but I do still have my husband and for that I am so grateful. Many people have comment on that I am such a strong person. The truth is I am not. I am just able to appear strong because I have such a great man holding me.

On one of the most scary days in my life, when we had to do an amino, he did not only force me to look at him so I would not see anything of that big needle going into my tummy. He also found out that this particular day was the day we had been married for 400 days. Which of course meant we had to celebrate that fact so the awful day turned out to be a bit good too.

I never knew I could love someone so much or feel so depended on someone as much as I feel about my husband. I guess I should keep that in mind next time he wrestle me down and tell me he is going to lick my eyeballs...

Forever is just right. Happy love thursday.

October 3, 2007

the coolest thing since sliced bread



Originally uploaded by dynamitt
We got a new food store right across the street for our regular supermarket. This new store specializes in fruit, vegetables and fine food as they call it. I check it out mainly because I was hoping to fine some nicer looking fruit then what we usually get from the supermarket and because they have pretty flowers (see my last post).

Well I am definitely going back to that store and it is not because of the fruit or the flowers. Oh don't get me wrong, both the fruit and the flowers were pretty and great and all that, but what really made me wanting to go back is this neat trolley thing they have there. It sort of like a bigger shopping basket with wheels and a handle to pull it with. I loved it. Yeah, I am really a big kid - there is a reason for why I work in child care.

Anyway I went back today because I needed to take a picture of this great thing. The picture is not to good, I had to take it very quickly as I was worried about getting question about why I was taking pictures. Somehow the truth, that I found this trolley thing so cool I needed to take a picture, did not sound all believable.

October 2, 2007

October 1, 2007

footy fever

(finally figured out how to change the time, yay!)

This weekend was Grand final weekend, meaning it was the weekend where the Grand final in Australian football, also known as 'footy', was played. I grew up with soccer and footy is a bit different. I guess it can best be described as a mix between American football and Rugby - yeah it is as confusing as it sounds. Some of my Australian friends tried to explain it to me, but I did not really get it(thruth be told I did not really care to understand it).

For Australians though, footy is a big deal and we do often see people walking around in footy shirts, hats and scarfs. The kids I work with too are already huge supporters and I have several times got the question about who I 'barak' for. From what I have gather 'barak' is and Australian term for supporting or cheering for. And the kids don't really believe me when I tell them that I don't barak for anyone. I have not dare to tell them yet that frankly I don't get the game at all, seem a bit wrong to admit that to someone almost 30 years younger then me.

Well this weekend, this grand final, we actually sat down and watch the match, most of it at least. It is possible that we saw it because there was absolutely nothing else on tv.. And maybe we also saw it because it was a bit special this year. There was a Victorian team in the final and said team had not won a final since 1963. So it was a big deal.

Watching the game, I actually learnt a bit (shocking I know).
1.There is some similarities to soccer.
2.You get either 6 or 1 point for scoring a goal, depending on where you shot the ball.
3. And last, you are allowed to act like toddler; meaning you are allowed to lay on top of the ball so you don't have to share it.

It is all much clearer for you now, right?

The Victorian team won the game (or can you call it a game when they won 163 -44?). Judging by the fuss afterwards they might possible celebrate the victory for another 44 years. I guess they deserve it. Go cats!